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Omigosh! They Fit! They Fit!

I bought a pair of 20's on a whim today and thought I'd just keep them in reserve and try them on every now and then for encouragement. Well...I WAS ENCOURAGED!!! They fit!!! I could NOT believe what I was seeing. My mind still sees 349 pounds, not 285. I'm pretty sure my wedding dress was a 20. I'm going to pull it out soon to see if it fits again. I might wait 10 more pounds for that though....   Wow. I'm still in stunned disbelief!! This is......just....I I I I I...don't have words. I'm giddy!!! :lol:

Dooter

Dooter

 

Dear God Help Me

i fell off the bandwagon so to speak and have not being doing what I know I should be doing, luckily I didnt gain any weight but I didnt lose any either. I went to surgeon last week and cried and he suggested I go for an adjustment under fleuroscopy so he can make sure I have a proper adjustment well, no eating 3 hours before so I was scheduled at 12 noon, got up at 9am so i didnt get to eat. he did the procedure, band looks good and he gave me another 1 cc adjustment. my problem is NOW im starving. i had soup, soup and more soup. he says liquids for 48 hours. protein shake isnt helping, im about to eat some solid food, I need encouragment and suggestions of what I can do to not feel like im starving. I am also diabetic so this is making me feel nauseated, I dont want to fall off the wagon again when I just got back on it, but im so hungry. -sigh-

KristyT

KristyT

 

Here Goes Everything

So ok. I started having feet problems back in 2004. was working on concrete all day and figured I needed some sort of orthotic. my weight was around 400. over the course of the next year, started having chest pains which the Heart Doc said was caused by stress, weight steady climbing. in 2005 weight is almost 500 lbs, feet and knees killing me, drinking tons of energy drinks to make it thru the work day, seeing a podiatrist who says I have heels spurs and degenerative bone disease. makes me take LOA from work to wear special foot supports (boots) to try and ease the plantars fasciatis. off work for 1 month, weight stable around 500 at this time. september of 2005, the podiatrist again makes me take medical loa and am off my feet for next three months. weight starts climbing. can't sleep at night, chest hurts all the bloody time, usually because I am angry and blood pressure now a major issue. go in to visit with HR and they tell me that my only option is to report for work or be terminated. doctor says I can't work. lose my job, lose my benefits, watch my 401k get eaten alive, go into bankruptcy. I go in for a sleep study and find out I have sleep apnea, the sleep doctor tells me that I have apparently not gotten a good nights sleep in almost 25 years. cause for depression, suicidal thoughts, weight gain, I get put on a cpap. laying flat on my back now, can't move around, weight going up, chest hurts, legs hurt all the way into my hips. get a chest x ray and my heart is the size of a small football. no wonder it hurts...skip forward as all I am doing in 2006, 2007, 2008 is lying in bed dying. finally get aproved for medicare and go see a doctor. after a few visits, he suggest I see Doctor Lee Schmitt from alabama surgical weight loss center. I go to a seminar at St Vincents east in birmingham alabama and weigh myself. 590 lbs.gained almost 2oo lbs in 4 years. speak with Doctor Schmitt. he tells me to get my weight down below 500 lbs and he will do a gastric bypass. I start drinking protein shakes and eating salads. my weight starts inching down a lb or so a month, I start trying to walk and can make it from 1 telephone pole to the next and back again. I start trying to extend my walks every week until I can walk a quarter mile, and go back to a bypass support group meeting st st vincents east, I weigh in at 550. I have lost 40 lbs. I continue doing the protein shakes and salads and start going to the support group meeting every month. I have an interview with Doctor Schmitt and my weight is at 525. NOW I have to start jumping thru some hoops, visiting with a Psychologist and a nutritionist and getting evaluated and poked and prodded. I get a surgical date for december of 2008 and 1 week before my surgery, when I am doing a liquid diet to shrink my liver prior to surgery, the bloody shrink puts a the breaks on my surgery. she insist I speak with a therapist and take a test, the test cost me out of pocket over 400 dollars and told me what I already knew, I am depressed and suicidal and bi polar and just suffering from PTSD. I go in for a sleep study (also required) still need the cpap. I hate that thing. hurts my face, if I roll over I drool and the bloody thing fills up with drool, ever wake up drowning in your own spit? GROSS! february 15th 2009. report to ST V's at 5:30 am. I weigh in at 490 lbs. they lay me down on a bed, a nurse injects something into my IV and off to sleep I go. wake up time, my wife and daughter are trying to wake me up in recovery. jessica tells me that cloee my cat wants me to wake up I think, kinda foggy on that memory, but I wake up. within the next hour Sandra, My Wife, gets me up and walking short distances in the hallway. 2 days later I go home. will continue this story later.

Terry Poynter

Terry Poynter

 

Direction

Things have changed since this morning.It seems that we will be moving to the UK as the USA visa issues are to complicated for myself and oldest daughter at this point.We are. Strangely blended family,to different for the US immigration to comprehend.lol.It would hav been a great experience living in the US but I dont want to worry about a border control person with pms refusing me entry after a holiday...we know what pms does to some of us..hehehe!   At least we can start looking at the future and go to the UK to see where we will settle at the end of summer.And I can start planning my summer holiday very soon!   I will keep doing what Im doing and stop fussing over a few pounds this way or that way.Until the next psyco event!

desertmom

desertmom

 

Being Successful

I had my two week post-op appointment with the surgeon this morning and he was delighted. He said I'm doing well beyond his expectations for two weeks post-op, that it's not uncommon at all to have people come in 2 weeks out and weigh the same as pre-op. After surgery, your body goes into a whirlwind and you retain water, pack on the lbs without doing anything. He also cleared me to start pureed food. Hummus, here I come!!   I told him about the pain I get after I drink and am sitting. It's under my left shoulder blade and is like a constant cramp. He said that this far out it's probably not air, it's most likely that the band has irritated the diaphragm, which has nerves that connect to the left shoulder and base of your neck. We'll watch it for a few weeks, see if it gets better, if not we'll make a plan. What that plan entails, I have no idea. The pain isn't intolerable, just annoying.   In other news, I finally got my next tattoo design locked down and am getting it inked into place on Friday. Every life changing event I like to commemerate with a tattoo, and this one is perfect for my next journey.

jen_1381

jen_1381

 

Working It Out

OK, so I have been hitting the gym hard since a month before my surgery and loving it. About 4 weeks ago I was really sick and didn't go to the gym at all that week. The next week I hurt my foot and couldn't even wear shoes, the third week I went on vacation and the fourth week I just didn't feel like going. It is really killing me inside, how can it take 30 days to form a habit but just moments to break one! Well I finally got back into gear this week by doing weight training at home and going to Zumba. I'm just hoping I can get back that passion for hitting the gym again and putting in a hard workout!

melcat

melcat

 

Singing The Song

I have been waylaid, struck down, undone, attacked, freaked out, scared to death, gutted like a fish, and this was just last week. What does next week hold? Thank You Father for not letting me know the future!   Two weeks ago I was diagnosed with uterine carcinosarcoma ("unique, rare, and extremely aggressive cancer"). Heck... I've been having these symptoms for 1.5 years. *gulp* So... enlarged uterus and post-menopausal bleeding is a symptom of something really dire. Well, la tee da.   Last Friday I had a total hysterectomy (done laparoscopically with the DaVinci robot) and have been home since Saturday. Bam! Now my VSG scars have 5 matching little sisters :-) One of them opened up this morning and is leaking fluid. Bam! The results from my lymphectomy are in but the doctor isn't and the receptionist won't tell me the results without the doctor reviewing it first. Bam! He won't be in until Friday. Bam! Bam! Bam!   Yeah, so right now I feel like I've been beaten with a baseball bat and the hits just keep on coming.   I will probably have to start doing chemo & radiation (so much for my hair falling out due to VSG !) but the prognosis from the surgery was good - it looks like all of the cancer was contained inside the uterus.   So there are much scarier things to have to go through than the VSG surgery. My originating blog was a song about fear. Maybe I *can* see the future! And what am I afraid of now? I'm afraid of leaving my family.... they will be so hurt. I have to find a residential program that will take my grandson. I have to update some "how to" documentation for my husband. In other words, I have to get my affairs in order. I am not afraid to die because I know Jesus has "prepared a place" for me.   Then again, I am fully prepared to continue living too   Update: just found out from the oncologist that all of the lymph nodes they removed are cancer free. WOO HOO ! :-)

Spatters3

Spatters3

 

15 Days To Go

I have 15 more days until my surgery (6/14). I am completely calm now about getting the sleeve. I was panicked for a few months but the more I read on here, the less I fear it. There are two links I want to put in here so that later if I have to refer to them, I'll know where to go. They are both for if you fall off the wagon and need to "jump start" your sleeve again. Basics Boot Camp - http://www.verticals...ics-boot-camp/� and the 5 Day Pouch Test - http://www.5daypouch...uchtest.com/��� I hope not to use them but they are a great resource.   On Monday, June 4, I have to attend and Educational workshop at my surgeons office. This is where I will meet a dietician and a nurse. I will also be getting a couple of tests (EKG I think, and maybe something else).   My total costs so far: Initial Dr. Visit co-pay: $40 2nd Dr. chosen - copay: $40 Psyc Eval - copay - $40 Educational Workshop - $40 InMotion personal trainer fee (mandated by the surgeon) $120 Hospital co-pay $300 (thank goodness my insurance covers this surgery and they also cover a tummy tuck as long as it's associated with the surgery!!)   I have four girlfriends that are size 12 and lower - they've all banded to give me their unwanted clothing! What a great group of friends!! They are always sharing and trading clothes. I can't wait to join "the club."

Ssilian

Ssilian

 

Week 24

It has been 24 weeks since my surgery, there are times when it feels like forever and times it feels like yesterday.   I am still losing but unable to exercise much due to heart doctor. He has put me back on all my medication again and it is taking it's toll. I really wish I didn't have to take it. It makes me feel like crap, I guess I will have to deal with it and overcome it's effects. That averages about 3.5lbs a week not to bad I .guess. Wishing it was a bit more but slow is good.   Blogging weekly is harder then I thought

Charlotte

Charlotte

 

Positive Thinking / Spread The Fabulosity

When you wake up feeling cruddy or you pass by something you really want to eat. Just remember.. somedays you have to take a minute at a time and sometimes you can do an hour at a time and think to yourself... this too shall pass. That pizza I really want is not worth me eating and being fat again. That sandwich or steak looks so good ...but I don't want to bust open my sleeve. Always think.... I chose this surgery because I wanted a healthier better me. I gave up those things to find the me that I have always wanted to be. Spread the Fabulosity and Love! We all can do it! There is no reason to turn back. We have made the decision to be skinnier, healthier, sexier.....because WE DESERVE IT! No kind of Food will make me ever GO BACK to being FAT. I want to be FABULOUS!!!

lolletta

lolletta

 

Glad I Am A Bandster

I am 6 days post op and I am really starting to feel better,especially now that I have found this site. I am still on my clear liquid diet untill friday and then I can go to full liquids. I have a question though that maybe someone could help me with. Once I start drinking something it feels like I am having a contraction and it feels like things are tighten up in my belly. Does anyone know what this feeling is that I am experiencing? And is it normal? I was thinking that maybe it's me getting full. And thats the way its telling me to stop. And my other question is that I have the items listed that I can have on a full liquid diet but can you please give me some advice on what you have eaten and different ways or types of smoothies that will help me though this next week. Look forward to hearing from you guys.

bonitaloca42073

bonitaloca42073

 

Surgery Date

Well I have a surgery date!!!! It was scheduled for July 2nd but I had to reschedule because I have family coming in for a visit and I really don't want to have to deal with family coming in and just having surgery. Plus I haven't told anyone that I am having the surgery. I know I need to but I have some family that is somewhat against it and I really just don't want to hear the negative. I have two sisters in law that have had the lap band and have done well with it and then I have another sister in law that struggles just like me with her weight and is against the surgery. She has seen some things with her sister that she didn't like after her surgery and so she is quite vocal. I love her for her strong feelings and beliefs but it sure makes it hard for me to tell her what I am about to do.   My surgery is now scheduled for August 1, 2012. Again, there are all these emotions that I feel. Like first, I don't like the idea of spending the money for me to lose weight because I can't seem to push my butt away from the dinner plate. At the same time i know that I need to do this for me and that seems selfish. I watch Dr Phil a lot and he talks about how mothers are the biggest influence on their daughters and men are the biggest on their sons...well I want to be that influence that shows my daughters that you have to take care of yourself and be strong and in control and I feel like I have failed so far in that area. My youngest daughter has a eating problem too and I have to make sure that she understands that now is the time that she really has to think about herself and her body and taking care of it. Otherwise she will pay the price later in life. I want to make my overeating issues a positive tool instead of a negative one. To show that you can fight back and get control. So over the next couple of months I am going to do a lot of soul searching and make sure that I make this new life change easy for my family as well as for me. I am going to take back control of my life and hope that I can be a role model that my girls will be proud of.   My husband is another issue. i can't figure him out these days. He is a big supporter and is more anxious for me to have this surgery than I am. I know he would like to have his skinny wife back and he has gone with me to meetings and will be going to my next doctor's visit and I appreciate it more than he knows. BUT I think he thinks this is going to be so easy. When I was going to have my surgery in July I told him that I didn't think that it would work because his mother was coming up to visit for a week just 3 days after the surgery. He was like, so? I think he thinks that this won't be a big deal after the surgery, ya know that i will bounce back immediately with no down time. I don't know if I will be down very long or if any at all but I sure didn't want to ruin my mother in laws first trip up here. He also hasn't made an attempt to try an make any changes on his part. I don't know what I am expecting from him. He is a good man and I know he will be there for me through this but I just don't think he realizes what this really means. There is a book that our doctor gave me that is real detailed and my doctor requires that my husband read it too and when we go in for my next visit , the doctor will ask lots of questions to make sure that we read the book. I have read it and will re read it before my visit but my husband hasn't even looked at it. I have reminded him several time and he says, "ok I will read it" but that is as far as it goes. I just hope he is willing to really be my support person.   Well I have to stop here. will be checking in again soon.

kdp

kdp

 

Where It All Begins...a (Re)Introduction Of Sorts...five Years Later

It's time to do this.   You gotta start somewhere, right? Right. Where to start so as not to bore any unsuspecting reader into a seizure? My signature really tells the beginning story, not much else to tell about that part. It's everything that came afterward and the sheer frustration and disappointment in my band that led me to this point, five years later.   Five years later I am still struggling with my weight. Five years later I haven't lost but a little over 60lbs. I had wanted to lose 100. I still remember standing in my surgeon's office at my consultation and telling him my goal was to lose at least 100 pounds. He smiled and laughed and said I would lose that in 6 months, EASY! OoOoOoOoh!! Sign me up, I'm sold!   Actually, WLS was something I had been contemplating for several months, but at the time LB wasn't covered by Tricare. I have struggled with my weight my ENTIRE life. I was a relatively normal-size baby, then a fat kid, then a fat teen, then a fat young adult. Fat, fat, fat. I weighed about 220lbs in high school. Needless to say I was never asked out to a dance or even on a date. My mother also struggled with her weight and I learned everything I needed to know about gaining and losing from her. I learned that food equaled happiness, a reward for a job well done, something to pass the time when you're bored, and an excellent TV companion. She used to buy junkfood by the bagful and we'd lay in bed all day on a Sunday and just eat and nap, eat and nap. Cheetos, candy bars, candy, ice cream, Fritos, Banana Flips...we ate these like it was going out of style and when the food ran out, we just walked down to PDQ and bought more.   When she finally decided she had had enough of being obese, she crash dieted through starvation and anorexia. I watched her melt away into a skinny, sexy, bombshell and suddenly she started getting the attention I so desperately craved. I started starving myself during my senior year of high school and I lost about 50lbs or so. I started getting noticed. I had my first boyfriend...and then my second...and then I got pregnant at 18. By the time I was 29 weeks I had gained 40lbs and I ended up delivering my son then. Who knows how much I would have gained had I not delivered?   Between the stress of a failing, abusive relationship, being a young mother, and moving across the country, I didn't care about my appearance as much anymore, and the weight sort of clung. Then I got pregnant again at 20. This time I put on a whopping 80 pounds! I really, REALLY enjoyed using pregnancy as an excuse to gorge myself silly.   Fast forward a year and my relationship with my abusive partner finally ended, and I found myself the FAT, single mother of two young babies. Feeling desperate and scared of being alone forever, I again became anorexic and starved myself. I lost about 90lbs in 9 months and WOW did I get the attention! I think that's when I really started equating being thin with being worthy of love...how terrible is that? It makes me sick now, but back then I really thought that way, and to some degree, it has stuck with me.   I met my husband when I was this skinny, non-eating person. He couldn't figure out why I never ate in front of him...or at all, really. I would subsist on nothing but a few crackers and juice for about 3 days, and then on the 4th day I would eat one large meal of whatever I wanted. Real healthy, eh? Anyway, my husband was the one who eventually pulled me out of that disorder, and gradually I began eating again...which meant back came the weight. Grrrrr!   I got pregnant in 2006 and with this baby I gained 70lbs. Sigh. Back on the dieting wagon. I did WW for a while and I excercised like a crazy person. I lost most of the baby weight I guess but by now my body was just never going to be the same. For the next couple years my weight just slowly crept up. I battled severe postpartum depression with my third baby and I struggled with the medications I was on and the intense feeling of hunger they produced 24/7. I continued to pack on the pounds and I entered a stage of self-loathing. Ultimately it almost cost me my marriage...I had absolutely no sexual desire nor did I feel sexy, I felt my husband was not attracted to me anymore, and I felt incredibly sad and powerless against my weight. I started having weight-related health issues like horrible arthritis in my hip joints and worsening asthma. I was tired all the time and had no stamina. I was resentful that everyone (it seemed) could eat whatever they wanted and not gain an ounce, but that I had to starve myself in order to lose or maintain my weight. By this time my weight was creeping toward 240lbs and I started contemplating WLS.   After much research I decided on the LB. Only problem was that Tricare was not yet approving this surgery for weightloss. About four months after my decision to pursue the LB, Tricare finally approved the LB and I jumped at the opportunity. I was banded on April 23rd, 2007 in Louisville, KY.   (to be continued)

mommakatx2

mommakatx2

 

Bread

Have only had a tiny .25 of a slice at 8 weeks out to see if I could after so many said they cant.Not had any since then.Im a good girl with this ruddy protein diet.   xxo

desertmom

desertmom

 

Reply

Hehe,its because I want a big tasty burger to feel some pleasure from food that I hate the sleeve today.I want to eat all my stress away.   Before I often use to read about peoples problems (personal) that they found overwhelming post sleeve and thought they were making stuff up or were really some messed up people.Now since being sleeved I feel like my life has fallen apart and I am completely without coping skills at this point.   I dont want to leave Dubai at this complicated point in out life (my special needs kid is at uni here) and I want to eat.I am not saying I am eating,I want to eat.Over eating means a few bites to many at this point,thats all.I feel like I need to eat a lot of food,ice cream,chips,and more food.THE ONLY OTHER THING THAT MAKES ME FEEL AS GOOD IS WHEN I LOSE WEIGHT.   I am at 800 cals a day,exercise 30 minutes at least,drinking calsium,a little low on the water but not much.Getting the proteins doing all the right things and the scale is not moving.   Ok,so maybe I have psyco PMS at the moment.   xxo

desertmom

desertmom

 

1 Week Post-Op

A week since surgery, a very long week. At 1130 today my husband says, "this time last week, the surgeon was telling me that the surgery went well and you were going to be fine." Well, I'm still waiting for fine, but everyday now is a little bit better and that is enough for now. It's harder to complain when I know that I chose to do this to myself, although I guess that hasn't stopped me much. I remember when surgery seemed weeks off and now normal seems weeks off. I'm so glad I have one more week off work, I went to the store today and after an hour was totally wiped out. The good news is, I have lost over 20 lbs so far and that gives me hope. I'm going to believe next weeks update will be brighter and lighter too!

lizzyshade

lizzyshade

 

Let Them Eat Cake

As always, this is a comic view of weight loss. Please enjoy the read and understand that it's here to make you laugh....and let me vent.   First, I hope you all had a wonderful Memorial Day weekend. There is nothing better than getting together with family and friends and enjoying the unofficial start of summer with the people you care about. That is exactly what I did. And, to make it even more special we celebrated my oldest niece graduating from High School. As we always do on Memorial day, we had a BBQ. The menu consisted of grilled Hotdogs, Hamburgers, corn on the cob, mac and cheese, bake beans and due to the celebration, cake and ice-cream. All yummy food and great conversation to go along with it.   Now, I remember eating a hamburger, a huge helping of mac and cheese, and two or three ears of corn. Sometimes I would even have a hot dog to top it off. Then about an hour latter, I would finish it with some type of desert. I was the garbage disposal of the family dinner. Nothing needed to go to waste as I would make sure it found a home in my tummy. I remember eating until I couldn't move. It was enjoyable. The food was so good and I loved sitting around with my family talking about old times and recent going-ons. So it was interesting for me to look at my plate this time around. I had a half of the smallest burger not the biggest one on the plate like last year. I broke an ear of corn and ate it with a little butter. I didn't eat three ears with tons of butter and still want some more because it was sooooo good. No, this time, I couldn't even finish the part of the ear I got. I put a spoon full of mac and cheese on my plate and ate one noodle of it. I looked at the food left on my plate and though I felt good about myself, I felt horrible that I took more than I could eat. This is something I need to work on. I shouldn't feel bad that I didn't inhale every last morsel on my plate. It doesn't make me a horrible person. No matter what I was told as a child, it's ok to not finish everything. It's because I finished everything that I am in the situation I am in now. So, I now make a vow. I will no longer feel bad for leaving food on a plate. In fact, I will take that as a win for me in my new and improved healthy life.   Then the biggest temptation happened. It was cake and ice cream time. I decided to have a very little bit. I was one of the last people to get my plate unlike years before where I would be the first in line and hope for a corner piece so I could have all that icing. Nope, this time I cut a VERY tiny piece of cake and I took not even a tablespoon on ice cream to go with it. Then a funny thing happened. I took my first tiny bite. It was good. It wasn't as good as I thought it would be considering it was the first really surgery thing I've had since two weeks before my surgery (so 8-9 weeks ago). I took a second tiny bite. I looked around at the people who had heaping bowls of cake and ice cream and didn't feel left out. I didn't want any more than what I had. In fact, I didn't even finish it. If you would have told me a year ago that I would not finish my cake, I would have told you that you were crazy. Oh how wrong I would have been. In fact, I am in such a different place now that I can honestly see where my problems with food were and what I did that caused me to get so overweight. Well, no more. I refuse to go back. I enjoy my trip down on the scale. I look in the mirror and I see the person I remember. At my heaviest, I would look in the mirror and not recognize myself. I never want to feel that way ago. So, from now on, Let Them Eat Cake. They can eat it up and enjoy it. I think I'll just sit back and watch and think about how the scale will thank me for not joining the crowd. Now, if it was carrot cake, I can't say I will be so strong. But, that's another blog post....and I am sure I will be tempted with it sometime soon. I can't wait to see what happens.

tmorgan813

tmorgan813

 

Bad Timing And Regret

Today,for the first time I regret having this surgery.   Not in all my life of professional dieting (lol) have I ever felt so out of control about losing weight.   Nothing I do seems to break this stall,When my friend went on a crazy detox and liquids for 5 days to drop 5 pounds after a 2 week stall,I told her to relax,eat exercise and the weight will come off.Now (my surgery was 2 weeks after hers) I am in this crazy stall.the weight seems to come off and then bounces back on,over and over and over.   I have huge stress in my life with the not knowing where we are moving,leaving my child behind....for sure I dont need this weight rubbish as well.If liquids is what is takes then liquids is what we'll do.   I hate this sleeve.

desertmom

desertmom

 

More Of A Question Blog

I have *yet* to have the surgery and I struggle A LOT with energy and walking. I mean a lot! I have gotten to the point that I can barely do anything anymore without being in pain (lower back, legs, ankles) and out of breath, and feeling as though I've been wiped out!   Now I know some lose pretty quickly, so I guess one of my questions is.. how quickly did you notice after the surgery that you was able to do more physically without feeling zapped, or it being hard to walk etc? And when you noticed that you was able to do more, walk further etc. what did that feel like both emotionally and physically? Did it feel like a weight (no pun intended) was lifted from your body, did you feel free? Because I am dying to feel that way!

KatieOkieDokie

KatieOkieDokie

 

Peanut Butter

Has anyone tried Peanut butter in shakes when you can have protein? I tried it today! OMG Good! And you get protein from it! It became liquid form. I added Skim milk, Ice, and Protein Vanilla Shake! Instantly GREAT!

lolletta

lolletta

PatchAid Vitamin Patches

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